Bondage is the thing that makes Sybil Hawthorne sexy. She enjoys the feeling of rope from her skin. It is rough to the touch but somehow tender. It digs into her skin and leaves traces in which it’s been, none-too-subtle reminders of everything she’s been through. Every mark tells a story and she is able to close her eyes, running her hands across the marks and sense each thing occurring again; each whip lash, each cane stroke, and each inch of the tools which PD used to break her physique.